“Hey Al, it's Al.”

“Ed, "I hate deserts. There is nothing but sand *collapses* If there was some grass I could turn it into bread. I'm starving! Huh? Hey! Al' where'd you go? Al? Hey!"Al, "Down here! *Al's hand emerges from the sand beneath Ed and grabs Ed's leg*"Ed, "AHH!!"Al, "I sunk again. . ."(cut to later, after Ed dug Al out)Al, "I get full."Ed, "Full of what? *kicks Al and sand falls out of his chest plate and buries Ed*"Al, "Hahahaha. . .hahaha. . .haha. . . ha. . . *still laughing, inches away from Ed*"Ed, "*bursts out of sand and starts running after Al* Get back here!"Al, "What are you going to do?"Ed, "Nothing!"Al, "Than why are you chasing me?"Ed, "Stop and you'll find out!"Al, "I promise I won't get buried again!"Ed, "Not unless it's by me!"Al," Ed!"Ed, "Rrrrrrrrr!”

“La ausencia es al amor lo que el viento al aire, apaga al pequeño y aviva al grande”

“E o credinţă în care eu cred că cerul final nu e al matematicilor sau al filosofiilor, ci al pletelor albe şi al căţeilor graşi şi al pisicuţelor cu fundă.”

“Wer als Kleiner raucht, kriegt als Großer Tuberkulose.”

“Al final estaré tan solo como al principio.”